.a ..BITCH!' I thought butstill found myself going through my house to her back door I knocked andshe opened it."I am sorry about how things went last...night and hope you will take thisas an apology" I offered the wine"Apology... not accepted " was her curt reply"..... I'm sorry?"I was insulted.. it was like you had slapped me on the face" she crossedher arms causing the gown to open slightly at the top showing somecleavage "If you are sorry then I will only accept you letting me slapyou in. Through the thin denim shorts, he could make out her panties and something else.He became aroused.She continued to go through his collection. Bobbing up and down as she scanned nonfiction, thrillers, and thick dictionaries and encyclopedias. They both loved books. It was something they shared in common in the years they knew each other during college. He was taking his masters in psychology and she was a sophomore or junior.He crossed his legs to hide his condition. He also cleared his throat. A half-empty plastic bottle was lying near her feet. Both mom and baby were fast asleep. The scene looked so peaceful compared to night before when Bobby kept them both up with his frantic crying. He tried to help by preparing his bottle and bouncing the little guy, but nothing seemed to help. Finally, his mom had told him to go back to sleep because of the Chemistry test he had tomorrow. Under protest he went back to bed while Bobby still wailed. He thought he would have trouble going to sleep. After some time, I went back to my tricks and started to move towards her areola and nipples. Since there was minimum light in the room, I could not see the color of her nipple (those were pinkish like strawberry, I came to know later).I started to caress her nipples with my middle finger. To my surprise, her nipple was erect and poking her dress. I did not know much about why her nipple was erect but later I got to know (I will tell about this later).After caressing my aunt’s nipple and.